Avaritia Arrival Log

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AVARITIA

It's Vegas, baby! Oh wait, I already made that joke on the location page... With Esme's iron-fisted reign brought to an end and the Executors given time to take a very well-earned break, it finally comes down to descend to the next layer of Purgatory. Thankfully, with this being the group as a whole's second descent, things are a little less nerve-wracking this time around... maybe. Hopefully. ... Probably. Welcome to Avaritia. Feel free to use this arrival log to chronicle your initial misadventures in the Greed Layer of Purgatory. As noted in the location page, several locations will require further investigation if you'd like to get some information on them, so get investigating! Drop a comment down to the Investigation Request subheader if you'd like to explore. Get out there and have fun!

Comments

even though they weren't so great

[discutio]

[Elsewhere back in Limbo, Phoenix had become scarce and radio silent himself for a time.]

[It wasn't something he could avoid--wasn't something he truly wanted to avoid, all things considered.]

Chiron.

Can you return to Limbo for a time?

[schardynfreude]

[Nope nope antelope he does not want to do this. He has questions, but...it would hardly be fair, would it?]

might be better if I don't

[discutio]

And what makes you say that?

[Unless...no. What were the odds of that?]

[schardynfreude]

not a good time I'm afraid

[IF HE KEEPS IT VAGUE SURELY THAT'S NOT SUSPICIOUS AT ALL RIGHT]

[discutio]

Chiron, please.

I'm asking you, in earnest, to come speak to me in person.

[schardynfreude]

[oh no. Oh No. When does that ever truly happen? But also, he hates this?]

Are you hurt?

[discutio]

No.

[Not physically.]

It isn't your abilities I require. I only wish to speak to you.

[schardynfreude]

What did I do?

[Neutral enough. It could very much be a 'what did I do now, it wasn't me it was Ruin' kind of text.

but also what did he DO]

[discutio]

[A long pause.]

That's what I'm trying to discern.

[schardynfreude]

oh

[That's it for a bit because...oh. Oh. Oh shit? Oh. That sounds...bad.]

This may not be wise. Do you want to meet at the house or somewhere else?

[Somewhere with less people.]

[discutio]

Wherever you're more comfortable.

[He wasn't looking for a fight, but on the off-chance it did come to one, the location wouldn't matter to him.]

[schardynfreude]

Not at the house then. By the fountain let's say.

[discutio]

Very well. I'll be there shortly.